A Body Farm

A Body Farm 歌词

歌曲 A Body Farm
歌手 Cattle Decapitation
专辑 The Harvest Floor
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For every life
I take, an ecosystem
I createBlood and guts consumes my life
I am the “brutal gardener”
I - “quantity controller”…no more insane than
Jesus Christ.
Forgive my humble abode
Rotting bodies clogging the commode
Please pardon the stench and the trunk of a man lying on the workbench
Out by the shed are buzzing hives made of human heads
The gestation of larvae tells usthe time of death
Decomposition -
An exhibition of life that springs from tragedy
Degeneration -
Breakdown and maturation of
DNA: The residue of death
The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead - the dead now dead as can be
The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God - This makes me a god
This is absurd and quite obscene - the corruption of human beings
My back yard now a goddamned crime scene
I am the ying,
I am the yang
Good and evil are one in the same
No more insane than
Jesus Christ…
The smell is part of the charm when you live on a “body farm”
I walk with the stench of decay along corpse littered paths at the break of the day
Ah, the irony in being a killer, yet in the crime-solving community,
I am a pillar
A corpse turns to mulch with a good roto-tiller…
I kill for the good of man
Decomposition – a morbid demonstration
The cycle of life - in all its majesty
Degeneration - curdling fermentation of heaps and heaps of human meat
The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead - the dead now dead as can be
The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God - This makes me a god
For every life
I take, an ecosystem
I createBlood and guts consumes my life
I am the " brutal gardener"
I " quantity controller" no more insane than
Jesus Christ.
Forgive my humble abode
Rotting bodies clogging the commode
Please pardon the stench and the trunk of a man lying on the workbench
Out by the shed are buzzing hives made of human heads
The gestation of larvae tells usthe time of death
Decomposition
An exhibition of life that springs from tragedy
Degeneration
Breakdown and maturation of
DNA: The residue of death
The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead the dead now dead as can be
The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God This makes me a god
This is absurd and quite obscene the corruption of human beings
My back yard now a goddamned crime scene
I am the ying,
I am the yang
Good and evil are one in the same
No more insane than
Jesus Christ
The smell is part of the charm when you live on a " body farm"
I walk with the stench of decay along corpse littered paths at the break of the day
Ah, the irony in being a killer, yet in the crimesolving community,
I am a pillar
A corpse turns to mulch with a good rototiller
I kill for the good of man
Decomposition a morbid demonstration
The cycle of life in all its majesty
Degeneration curdling fermentation of heaps and heaps of human meat
The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead the dead now dead as can be
The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God This makes me a god
For every life
I take, an ecosystem
I createBlood and guts consumes my life
I am the " brutal gardener"
I " quantity controller" no more insane than
Jesus Christ.
Forgive my humble abode
Rotting bodies clogging the commode
Please pardon the stench and the trunk of a man lying on the workbench
Out by the shed are buzzing hives made of human heads
The gestation of larvae tells usthe time of death
Decomposition
An exhibition of life that springs from tragedy
Degeneration
Breakdown and maturation of
DNA: The residue of death
The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead the dead now dead as can be
The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God This makes me a god
This is absurd and quite obscene the corruption of human beings
My back yard now a goddamned crime scene
I am the ying,
I am the yang
Good and evil are one in the same
No more insane than
Jesus Christ
The smell is part of the charm when you live on a " body farm"
I walk with the stench of decay along corpse littered paths at the break of the day
Ah, the irony in being a killer, yet in the crimesolving community,
I am a pillar
A corpse turns to mulch with a good rototiller
I kill for the good of man
Decomposition a morbid demonstration
The cycle of life in all its majesty
Degeneration curdling fermentation of heaps and heaps of human meat
The twilight falls on maggots burrowing in flesh
Dead the dead now dead as can be
The cadaver now giving life harmoniously
A God This makes me a god
A Body Farm 歌词
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